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Chapter 169 Restless little fat hand

When Zhao Yuan arrived, the villa was quiet.

At dusk, the mountain is very quiet. Occasionally there is the sound of wind, the leaves fall, and a flock of birds startle.

Jin Lan came with him.

Zhao Yuan walked to the door of Zhuangzi and stopped slowly.

The exquisite and gorgeous moon-white gown on his body was blown up by the wind, depicting the outline of his slender and tight muscles and bones.

The picturesque eyebrows seem to blend into the mountain scenery.

It's just a little deserted.

"Your Highness, they are all inside." Jin Lan came forward and said.

"Are you sure that child looks... similar to me?" Zhao Yuan turned around and asked him.

He actually didn't really want to see the child.

When I thought that he was the child of Yun Dai and another man, I felt uncomfortable.

The main reason why he came here was because he wanted to see Yun Dai.

Jin Lan smiled and said: "Your Highness and I have known each other for a day or two. Am I the kind of person who would joke about such a thing?"

He stepped forward and knocked on the door: "Old You, open the door."

Uncle You ran over and opened the door, and saw a somewhat unfamiliar young man standing next to Jin Lan. He was dressed in gorgeous clothes and had a handsome and noble appearance. He knew at a glance that he was not an ordinary person. He lowered his head and did not dare to look.

Jin Lan did not explain Zhao Yuan's identity and said: "Old Xu, this is my good friend Mr. Zhao. Please ask my aunt to prepare some tea and meals."

"Hey, okay, I'll go right away." Lao You asked the old woman to go to work.

Jin Lan said to Zhao Yuan: "I will take your highness to see Mr. Yun."

Zhao Yuan paused and asked him: "I don't seem to have anything wrong with you, right?"

Hearing this, Jin Lan turned around to look at him and said with a smile: "Your Highness, please don't joke with me. Even if you are wearing a pocket, you are probably one of the most beautiful in the world."

Zhao Yuan raised his eyebrows: "However, there are far more ladies in the capital who want to marry Mr. Jin than me."

Jin Lan smiled helplessly and shook her head: "It's not because Your Highness keeps a low profile. I can count all the ladies in the capital who have seen your appearance on one hand."

"I heard Yuan is still pestering you?"

"It's not about entanglement. Your Highness doesn't need to worry about it." Jin Lan said easily, "This is not my intention. Your Highness knows it."

He is talented, the court needs talents like him, and Zhao Yuan will never allow his talents to be buried.

There is no way he would marry any royal princess.

Becoming a consort means that the future will stop here, and it will no longer be possible to enter the cabinet and worship the prime minister.

Zhao Yuandao: "In that case, let the Jin family choose a suitable woman for you earlier. Let Yuan give up earlier."

Jin Lan nodded in agreement, stopped and said, "The place ahead is where Mistress Yun and her son live. Your Highness, please go down."

A thin bamboo curtain hangs at the door.

Zhao Yuan lifted the curtain and walked in. There was a faint smell of milk in the room.

Walking around the screen, you are facing a gum bed with a blue gauze curtain hanging on it.

There was a vague figure of a person inside.

Zhao Yuan walked over, raised his hand and opened the curtain, and saw Yun Dai lying on her side, dozing off with her eyes closed.

She supported her chin with one hand and placed the other on the child's back.

She was wearing a light yellow jacket that fell loosely to her shoulders, exposing her neck and shoulders.

Zhao Yuan pursed his lips and turned his attention to the child in the bed.

The child sleeps soundly, and his thick and long eyelashes attract attention.

Wearing a blue shirt, her chubby cheeks are very similar to Yun Dai's chubby face.

He leaned into Yun Dai's arms and placed one hand on Yun Dai's chest.
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